Chapter 432

Chapter 432: From Extreme Yin to Pure Yang

Suppressing the Old Ghost for three days was vital. In less than five hours, there were two unusual movements that nearly allowed this old fellow to break free.

The Old Ghost truly proved difficult to kill; if not for the Cold Armor Emperor’s allegiance, providing strategies from behind, they would not have been able to hold such a ghostly creature. Just that dark energy measuring rod was terrifying and hard to subdue.

On the second day, the body shed by the white-haired Yaksha shattered with a loud crash, and countless bug worms fought within the talisman formation, their numbers rapidly dwindling. Just two hours had passed, and only about three hundred bug worms remained.

Li Hui hastily transported them near the Old Ghost.

Despite not being the original emperor, Han Wu was not as stable as before, and while stating he would suppress for three days, the consumption of Buddha Treasures used to unleash the golden Era of Cold Armor was already unstable. The bug worms absorbed dark energy through the golden frost, causing the Old Ghost to calm down.

The white-haired Yaksha, standing two hundred zhang tall, shriveled down before their eyes. The bug worms began to reproduce and devour again, pushing the Yin Absorption Talisman’s power to its limits.

The Old Ghost yelled in fury, “Brat, do you really want to bind yourself to Sleepy Moon Ridge? If I perish here, I will immediately be reborn in the revered Xuan Yin Pool of Sleepy Moon Ridge! It will only take a little cost, and within a few months, I will regain my power. When that time comes, I will certainly invite many ghost cultivators to hunt down your body and soul.”

Li Hui raised his hand and unleashed a soundproof talisman, too lazy to listen to the Old Ghost’s ramblings. If recovering power were that simple, why would he be angry? Originally aiming for the Ghost Fox Sect, he ended up here causing chaos, which was done and couldn’t be undone.

Regardless of whether it was the Ghost Fox Sect or Sleepy Moon Ridge, both were under the Yin Moon Dynasty. Killing ghosts was certainly right; recognition from heaven and earth would yield merit, and it could help the Jin Tian Sect rise in rankings—what could be more enjoyable than that?

Gradually, the bug worms’ reproductive ability began to weaken, their vitality retreating inward. They were no longer willing to waste dark energy on producing offspring.

This was significant progress, representing a lack of waste and a transformation toward Yang Gu.

Three days later, the white-haired Yaksha became weak and powerless, unable to stir up any trouble even without the pressure of the Era of Cold Armor. Li Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease to return to Dalong at full speed.

Another three days passed, and in a costly journey, they arrived in the sea region of Da Lai Country. From there, it would take only a month to return to Dalong. Suddenly, unusual movements erupted from the Golden Shell.

It was a mysterious, mystical sound of insects.

In an instant, all dark energy within three thousand miles vanished, and many ghostly beings and ghost cultivators fell a level out of nowhere. Such phenomena alarmed the nearby ghost kings.

Li Hui took a deep breath, sensing a chill.

The now reduced white-haired Yaksha, only thirty zhang high, was immediately thrust out of the Golden Shell by Han Wu and Lü E. Nine black whirlpools appeared.

These were not whirlpools but nine bug worms, rapidly draining power from the white-haired Yaksha, whose height shrunk from thirty to twenty, then to ten zhang.

In less than a stick of incense, the Old Ghost had shrunk to three feet tall, staring wide-eyed at Li Hui, as if to engrave this little brat who caused his downfall into his memory. Finally, with a “poof,” he vanished without a trace of soul dissipating, proving he might indeed resurrect in some revered Xuan Yin Pool.

The nine black bug worms buzzed and fought fiercely, stirring winds and clouds, advancing from the coast toward the land, leaving no dark energy in their wake.

This was Extreme Yin; they would not allow dark energy to exist as they rose. Ghostly beings in their path trembled, fearing to incur heavenly wrath…

Li Hui followed closely, sensing that once these black bug worms became Yang Gu, they would slip from his control. Was all his hard work to be for nothing?

“No, I need a way to suppress the Yang Gu and make it work for me.” After thinking it over, he took out the Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd and said, “This will do! I’ll turn this gourd into an artifact specifically to hold the Yang Gu. Once completed, it can suppress the Yang Gu and use the Yang Gu as the core, serving as a nemesis to ghosts. However, it will require a massive investment, probably consuming more than half of my treasure talismans.”

In fact, to create this artifact, Li Hui pulled out dozens of treasures to be used for the formation’s eye to nurture the talisman, continuously improving the design to weave the nest. By the time the dark moon disappeared, and the sun appeared, a radiant glow shone at the horizon. The dark energy of Da Lai Country and surrounding seas vanished entirely, causing the ghostly beings to wail, becoming limp and weak.

“It’s here, go!”

The small gourd covered in countless symbols flew toward the brilliant light, using the Old Ghost’s dark energy measuring rod and the Purple Dragon black dagger as bait. Sure enough, the Yang Gu flew toward the gourd and converged into one.

“It worked!” Li Hui retrieved the gourd and quickly left the area. With such a loud commotion, high-level demon cultivators would surely come to investigate. Anyone who saw the Yang Gu would surely be tempted.

This treasure had just come into being, still in its fragile state. Just as he had attracted it using the dark energy measuring rod and the Purple Dragon black dagger, capturing and utilizing the Yang Gu should not be difficult.

Even if the Yang Gu was powerful, lacking intelligence would ultimately reduce it to a tool.

Rather than let it be someone else’s tool, it was better for Li Hui to keep it for himself. Such Yang Gu was equivalent to a Jade Symbol, and its potential was astonishing, possessing tremendous deterrent power over ghostly beings.

“Jieyin, bring the gourd back to Dalong and don’t stir up trouble on the way; I’ll return my spiritual sense to the cave residence.” Li Hui decided to retreat after accomplishing his task.

From Extreme Yin to Pure Yang, though this Yang Gu was not purely Yang yet, with the current dark moon manifesting, the land and sea were overrun with ghostly beings. The food supply for it to grow was abundant; even the Bull Demon King Talisman would pale in comparison.

“Ha ha, freedom at last!” The plump monk landed on the ground with a big smile, saying, “Good brother Guang Jin, let’s go to the Buddhist temples across Da Lai Country to collect alms and gather a few hundred Buddha Treasures, how about that?”

“Not interested. Let’s return to Dalong; we’ll rise again from where we fell. The Haotu Sect has been oppressing us from the hundred lineages, and we must help our master regain his territory.”

“Wait a minute! When did this old demon become so obedient?”

“Being obedient is necessary. My master told me to step up the pace before he returns with his spiritual sense. If I can’t go back to Dalong and open the situation, he won’t punish you; he’ll just punish me.”

“Unpleasant! I have feelings and loyalty; I fear my sister being harassed by scoundrels, worried that the servants at home might rebel, so I cultivated my External Transformation and rushed back from a thousand miles away. And yet, that transformation is me. I can’t enjoy food or drink; my only hobby is hunting for treasures. When can I make up for these recent losses?”

Guang Jin perked up and urged, “The losses are considerable, but the master is always extravagant. As his subordinate, I can’t say much; I can only do my utmost to lay a solid foundation. I remember the Haotu Sect has nine Ancient Tombs, seven of which are sealed, and they seem to be suppressing monstrous creatures and ghosts inside.”

“Oh? That’s great! We need to hurry back to the sect. I am a core disciple of the Mirror Lake faction; it’s better if those guys forget about me. We should open up again when we return. Monsters! Ghosts! Deities! Weird creatures! Gather them all into my miniature Buddhist nation as servants… I misspoke; I meant guardians!” The plump monk covered his mouth and stealthily left, causing Guang Jin to chuckle as they quickened their pace towards the Dalong sea region.